Sorry for the long wait. Vacation, crappy internet. I think you guys understand what Im getting at.

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What just happened? Better yet, why did this just happen? Shannon turned her head and looked up at me, her expression shocked. I was sure mine was extremely similiar to hers. I turned my gaze back to the door and started banging my fist against it. I didnt care how rude it was, all I cared about was how pissed off he was making me. Ive knew this man for years, what is his damn problem.

"Open the door Ateara!" I yelled, resorting to use his last name. Over and over I slammed my fist against his wooden door. My knuckles left deep dents in the walnut wood. With one last bang on the door I stopped, panting. "Please Quil".

There was no answer, no sound. I looked down at Shannon. She was staring at the door with her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide. When she noticed I was watching her she shut her mouth and said, "Jake lets go...its no use."

I turned away from her pinching my nose with my forefinger and my thumb. I knew my body was starting to shake and I really did not feel like exploding into a giant wolf at the moment.

I went back to the door and looked at the brass knob. I reached out and grabbed it with my right hand even though I expected it to be locked. But it wasnt locked. It turned easily and I pushed the door open. Maybe he didnt expect us to barge into his house, maybe he just didnt think he could keep a werewolf...well "wolf shifter" out. Either way I didnt care I was in.

I swung my right arm behind me and grabbed Shannons hand and pulled her towards me without looking back. She stumbled but she let me lead her. With her on my right side I walked into the house and closed the door behind us.

It was dark inside. The curtains were closed and the lights off. But the combination of knowing every nook and crannie of this house and being able to see in the dark, then him taking those precautions didnt really stop me much. He was sitting in the living room on his long green checkered sofa. His back was turned away from us. He was staring out the only window left with the shades open. Outside it was raining, the sky a deep gray.

Pulling Shannon with me I started towards his other couch. I could feel Shannon was nervous, her walk hesitant. I looked back at her and she met my eyes. I hoped the look in mine was calming. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe, nodding her head once telling me she was okay.

I knew Old Quil could hear us. We werent surprising him. Yes, he was old but he was still part wolf shifter.

Shannon and I walked to his other couch and sat down, directly across from him. We were faced away from the window but I could still hear the drops against the glass.

His eyes were closed but when they opened the burned holes into not mine...but Shannons. His deep voice suddenly spoke, "Jacob why would you bring her here, why!" His yells echoed around the wooden floors and high ceilings.

I didnt answer his question. I wanted to know something else. Why was he being a complete asshole to us. "Mr. Ateara why are you acting like this?" I tried to keep my voice calm but it came out in a husky whisper.

"She shouldnt be here Jacob. Not her. Has she told you what she is? Do you even know? Or are you to idiotic to not realize shes not normal."He spoke in a fierce voice.

"I know what she is Ateara. Im here for answers. Not your approval for her to be here." I said, my voice growing louder.

"Jacob her fathers a murderer! Do you not realize this. Did she tell you what he did?"

"How do you know her father?"

He laughed a hard bitter laugh. "I would recognize those eyes anywhere Jacob. His eyes. A murderers eyes." Shannon flinched into my side. I put my arm around her and Old Quil expression suddenly turned from angry to shocked to sad. "Oh Jacob don't...please." He said in a hushed whisper.

"Dont what?" I asked surprisedly. He just shook his head and closed her eyes.

He ignored my question but did speak "I wont help you...or her. Not with this Jacob. Be careful my friend...bad things come from hanging around a shifter...they always do." He closed his eyes and dropped his head. "Jacob could you please leave now?" He asked quietly.

"Im already gone Ateara" I spoke disgustedly. I pulled Shannon off the couch without looking at her expression. I didnt want to see it. We walked out the door and down his driveway, not bothering to close it behind us.

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